The Haunting - Annie McFarland
I had a whole different blog post brewing in my mind for today, it was going to be witty and fun and playful and about The Hammer. . . .and then I went to bed last night.
Y’all. . .I was haunted by a ghost last night! I promise you, I am not making this up. It wasn’t so much the white shape, floating and saying booooooo. . . it was a vivid dream variety of haunting. It was one of those dreams that felt like I was actually there and I remember every detail, I remember all the feelings.This dream has been floating around my mind all day and I keep going back to, what could it mean? So. . .I have to ask your opinion. . .do you think the ghosts or spirits or souls of our lost loved ones come to us in dreams? Do you think they are with us as we go about our days? OR is it simply our expression of missing that person so you bring them back to you in your dreams? I know that I have told my kids that their dad is always with them. I’m not sure if that is just one of those things that I am supposed to say to provide them comfort or if I actually believe it. But, if I really take a moment to think about it, it feels kinda creepy. Who wants their dad watching over your shower or sneaking a beer from the fridge? For the 12 years that Cody has been gone, I have had conversations with him about our children. On our son’s graduation day, I looked up at the sky and quietly said, ‘you are missing all of this and you should be here’. On the days when my beautiful daughter is riding my last nerve, I look up and not so quietly shout, ‘why did you leave me here alone to deal with this’?!?!?! I think I do this as a comfort to myself in the moments that overwhelm me and I want to feel like I am not alone in raising the two children that we decided to have. But do I actually believe I am communicating with him? I don’t think I do. Here’s where I get stuck and this may seem like I am wandering off on to a completely different topic but just stay with me for a moment. Personally, I am not a believer in psychics. I don’t think there is anything wrong with it if you do but here’s my hangup. How do I know if what I am being told about my future is actually what my future holds or do I then create the future I was told by the psychic? For example, I have a girlfriend who is a huge believer in psychics. She goes to the same girl regularly for advice on her life. The psychic told her that she was going to marry a man whos name started with an H and he was going to be in the medical field. After my gf heard that, she refused to speak to anyone that did not match that criteria. She waited for years, believing that she was to marry Harry, the medical guy! Finally, she gave up and married a contractor named John. Clearly, her future was not as the psychic told but she spent years of her life trying to make it happen. So how do I know that what I’m being told is really my future and not what I will create after hearing it. Now, I promised I would roll back around to my haunting and here it is. How do I know if the haunting was actually Cody visiting me last night or was it just a dream? I feel like we can rewrite anything if we just believe it enough, hell I’m 40-something years old and I still believe in Santa! I wonder if I had a moment before bed where he came to my mind and I created a visit for some unnerving reason. I wish I wasn’t so jaded and that I actually believed that he popped in for a quick visit but at the end of the day, I think it was just a dream. What do you think?
- Annie
Y’all. . .I was haunted by a ghost last night! I promise you, I am not making this up. It wasn’t so much the white shape, floating and saying booooooo. . . it was a vivid dream variety of haunting. It was one of those dreams that felt like I was actually there and I remember every detail, I remember all the feelings.This dream has been floating around my mind all day and I keep going back to, what could it mean? So. . .I have to ask your opinion. . .do you think the ghosts or spirits or souls of our lost loved ones come to us in dreams? Do you think they are with us as we go about our days? OR is it simply our expression of missing that person so you bring them back to you in your dreams? I know that I have told my kids that their dad is always with them. I’m not sure if that is just one of those things that I am supposed to say to provide them comfort or if I actually believe it. But, if I really take a moment to think about it, it feels kinda creepy. Who wants their dad watching over your shower or sneaking a beer from the fridge? For the 12 years that Cody has been gone, I have had conversations with him about our children. On our son’s graduation day, I looked up at the sky and quietly said, ‘you are missing all of this and you should be here’. On the days when my beautiful daughter is riding my last nerve, I look up and not so quietly shout, ‘why did you leave me here alone to deal with this’?!?!?! I think I do this as a comfort to myself in the moments that overwhelm me and I want to feel like I am not alone in raising the two children that we decided to have. But do I actually believe I am communicating with him? I don’t think I do. Here’s where I get stuck and this may seem like I am wandering off on to a completely different topic but just stay with me for a moment. Personally, I am not a believer in psychics. I don’t think there is anything wrong with it if you do but here’s my hangup. How do I know if what I am being told about my future is actually what my future holds or do I then create the future I was told by the psychic? For example, I have a girlfriend who is a huge believer in psychics. She goes to the same girl regularly for advice on her life. The psychic told her that she was going to marry a man whos name started with an H and he was going to be in the medical field. After my gf heard that, she refused to speak to anyone that did not match that criteria. She waited for years, believing that she was to marry Harry, the medical guy! Finally, she gave up and married a contractor named John. Clearly, her future was not as the psychic told but she spent years of her life trying to make it happen. So how do I know that what I’m being told is really my future and not what I will create after hearing it. Now, I promised I would roll back around to my haunting and here it is. How do I know if the haunting was actually Cody visiting me last night or was it just a dream? I feel like we can rewrite anything if we just believe it enough, hell I’m 40-something years old and I still believe in Santa! I wonder if I had a moment before bed where he came to my mind and I created a visit for some unnerving reason. I wish I wasn’t so jaded and that I actually believed that he popped in for a quick visit but at the end of the day, I think it was just a dream. What do you think?
- Annie
I believe both aspects. That our loved ones do/can come to us in a dream, or something we see or hear to let us know they’re still there. Least that’s how I like to think of it every time my little brother pops in my head. That he’s doing it. I also believe that the last thing you think of at night right before you fall asleep whether consciously or not, that’s what you dream about.
Hi Annie, I do not believe in the run of the mill psychics that take people’s money etc. I do believe that people that pass release their souls and they can communicate with loved ones and here is why. I’ve had it happen to me. My first experience was when my grandmother passed. We were very close. She taught me more and I think loved me more than my own mother. I was away on vacation in Emerald Isle NC. My favorite place in the whole world to be. She had fallen the day before this happened, she wasn’t hurt but her blood pressure was high so they kept her overnight as a precaution. She was almost 94 but was in great shape, still lived by herself, cooked and cleaned and had a vegetable garden at her house. Anyway, I went for my run on the beach, when I was finished, I jumped in the ocean to cool down and I felt this presence join me. It was my grandmother “talking” to me in my mind. I know this sounds weird, I thought it was weird at the time. She said to me, I wanted to let you know that I am happy and I am with your grand pop now and I don’t want you to be sad. And I said, Grammy why are you at the beach, you don’t like the beach? And she said, I didn’t like the sand between my toes but I don’t have that problem any longer. And I said oh okay. She told me again not to be sad and miss her because she would always be with me, watching and protecting me, and letting me know she was near. Then we said goodbye and that was it. I got out of the ocean and walked home, just thinking how strange that just was. When I opened the door the phone was ringing. It was my mom. She said I have to tell you your Grammy just passed away. And I said, I know she was just here and told me she was with grand pop and I shouldn’t be sad and that she’d always be with me. My mom was like, “What?” “Are you alright?” And I said, “Yes actually, I’m fine.” It happened again, three other times with people that I loved very much. A really good friend that passed from breast cancer at 36 helped me finished a ten mile race when I asked her for help, she sent a speed walker to help me finish the last mile, then when I was in Emerald Isle on vacation another year, I visited an elderly friend in the hospital that had COPD and they were going to give her morphine and told me she was scared and I said don’t be scared you’re going to see your husband again soon. Just let me know when you get there, and she said she would. The next day she passed and there were two rainbows intersecting in the morning when I looked up during my run and then it just vanished, and the last time it happened was when my 31 year old nephew passed after falling from a tree. He came to me in my dream and hugged me. I mean I woke up and felt hugged. It was real, not a dream!!! When I woke up, I was crying, that’s how real it was! Anyway, that’s my take on it all. If you feel it was real, then I believe it was real! I think you can tell a dream from something else.
My husband passed away several years ago. I had a dream the other night that he was in my house and he said he was sorry Scott passed my ex boyfriend. He was happy that I now have Karl for my best friend. My husband also said that he thinks Karl would make a good husband for me. It is kinda creepy. Karl is my best friend. Hes always there for me. Neither one of us want a relationship right now. I know I’m just not ready.
I was just like you. Completely jaded, not that I believe in psychics, but my Dad passed last year. Since then I can tell you many stories/examples where my Dad has clearly been communicating/checking up on me and my kids. One example is my 5 year old daughter half asleep saying Mommy Papa says it’s ok. Another one is we had this bird pecking at our window day in and out…did not stop for weeks. One weekend I said I need to get outside and clean the yard. I spent the entire weekend, at his house, cleaning the yard….flowers planted etc. The day his yard was the way he would want it….the bird disappeared. Another example: my
Husband and I got into a huge fight, over shoes….yes shoes! I got it in my head I had to leave. I purchased plane tickets for our kids and myself and said I’m going to Florida. I’ll stay at my Dad’s winter house for a while…I need a break from you. Wouldn’t listen to any reason…I insisted i had to go, and that was that. I got there…his air conditioner unit was leaking (pouring) water into his garage. The ceiling had water damage. The roof had damage. The washing machine went. We had no water. The house was falling apart! I spent 2 weeks getting people there to fix and repair everything….when the last person left….and the house was repaired…a bird showed up…inspected the roof. Walked around his yard…went into our garage! I swear when the bird was satisfied all the repairs were done and his house was good again, the bird left.
My dad died 16 years ago, and my mom still says she can feel his presence sometimes. I would love to believe that those we love do come back to visit, but I don’t, not really. I believe in heaven, and my school of thought is that heaven doesn’t have a come and go philosophy. Kind of like when your mom or dad used to say “in or out! Pick one!” I’ve had some very vivid dreams about loved ones that left us too soon, and it gives me comfort to believe them to be dreams instead of a soul lost here on this messed up planet.
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